Thanksgiving feast, the
Announcement shocked me.
I caught my breath.
"I've accepted a job in Boston," my
Grandson said. "I'll be leaving in
December."
This is the grandson who
Surprised me once before by
Moving back to Columbus after he
Graduated from college, the one
Who eats dinner with me every
Thursday night and attends my
Church, greeting folks as they
Walk in the door,
This grandson who is my chauffeur
When we go back to his home near
Cleveland and who watches
Jeopardy with me, the one whom I
Hoped would find a godly wife and
Settle nearby for good.
This grandson will be moving to the
East coast.
The position was created for him.
It is the next step in God's plan for
His future.
I'm conflicted.
I could bemoan the fact that he is
Leaving me behind or be grateful
That God chose to place Paul Min in
My sphere for three beautiful
Years.
I'll choose the latter.